Confessions of a Reality TV Recapper

It's nearing midnight, and instead of writing a recap I'm starting this blog. Hi, I'm Susan, mother of one precocious little girl who started kindergarden this month. I'm married to Nick, who's the linguist, programmer, and train fancier I call my best friend.

I watch Internet streaming video of the contestants in the Big Brother house, then write recaps of what they did that day. They don't have anything to occupy their time - no television, books, knitting needles or even a pencil to pass the time. And yet, I'm watching them, so who's the one wasting their time?


My daughter is known for inventing jokes. Example:
Daughter: Mom, what does a cat say when you give it a shot?
Me: Huh? Um, I don't know, hon.
Daughter: Meowch!

Here's another:

Daughter: Why is the toast sitting by the trash can?
Me: It broke and we can't fix it.
Daughter: How come it broke?
Me: I don't know, it can't make toast any more.
Daughter: We should give it to someone who doesn't like toast.

'Night!